"Princess Anne, are we going to continue with the spying mission?"

"Yes," Anne was now walking fast with a strange entourage of seven girls behind her. They were all looking high and mighty while following the Princess. Many murmurs covered their path and admiring words were giving them a sense of Royalty.​​

It seemed that the fan club had expanded to hundreds of followers, not only students and teachers, even the Principal was in the fan club but with a silly alias, KickingWizard.

The club was now the biggest ȧssociation in the whole school rivaling with the ancient Lexors's fraternity that only accepts a certain number of candidates every year. Curiously, they never thought of sending an invite to Princess Anne, but to all of her closest followers.

Moira received several cards, even Eliot received a card. However, the moment the cards reached their eyes they were thrown to the bin, or better, they will turn to dust.

On the other hand, the fan's club of Anne didn't need to send cards to choose their members. So many outstanding people were more eager because of that, they all felt included. Mostly because of the projects going inside the club. There seemed to be even a waiting list to enter the activities with the Princess.

Who will escape the opportunity?

However, the list of requirements was extensive, of course, some of them included a fascination for fluffy things or cute sweet things. Also, appreciative eyes for every single dish Chef Hugo had released, especially fruit tarts. But the one that everyone should never forget was the adoration for a fluffy Gandalf knight that was the official pet of the club.

"We shall move with secrecy," Anne whispered to the group of red-haired and golden-eyed girls. They were wearing the same uniform and were carrying the same books, of course, the book with the silhouette of a Princess on the cover. Not that it was a shameless way to promote it inside the campus. Not at all.

But all of them had decided that the best way to distract Henry was dressing up as her idol to make him confuse her and follow a different lead many times. It would be a strange game of hide-and-seek. However, it will not hinder their opportunity to sell some copies of the book to the population that doesn't have two copies already.

This way Henry will never know that the only one with black short hair and gray eyes was Anne.

"Let's go!"

Anne commanded her own set of Annes and moved on her own to sit behind the table of her dear fiancée to hear.

"What are you going to do, Henry?" Gery Duncan, the son of a high Minister in the Kingdom of Forth asked. He seemed to have transferred a few days ago to the Academy. "What are you going to tell her? They had already sent the engagement letter. They want you."

"I know, but…" he sighed, "I can't go anywhere… not now, not ever."

"Is it because of that little Princess?" Gery smirked, "don't you think that it can be arranged?"

He gave Henry a letter that Anne couldn't read, but she could hear how her dear Henry was crunching the paper and burning it with a small fire coming from his own hands.

"You better be kidding," the young boy's voice was not that of the gentle Henry, not even from the cold and indifferent person he was for any other, but it was a voice filled with anger.

"Mastery Yves had already received the same letter, many others will receive it shortly, you better think on what is best for your future."

Anne was now gripping the cover of the table. Her eyes were fixed on the plate in front of her. The delicious fruit tart that she had coveted for the past weeks was right there ready to enter her mouth just with a movement of her fork, however, she couldn't do it. It was impossible to do it, her mind was lost in thought.

"Mellie," she whispered and the boy in black clothes and red eyes appeared on the other side of the table, though, no one seemed to be surprised. More like they didn't even notice it. That was one of his powers.

Mellie put down the cookie he was eating and took a red paper from his bag. Another mission.

[Discover the traitor. Make an example of him.]

Those words were a cold shower to her face. She knew that something like that would happen in the future. That the feared mission will arrive at her hands and she was eager to do it, but… she didn't know that it will be this fast. That only meant that the one hiding deep within her circle was desperate and afraid. He was even careless in his movements and becoming impatient.

He was eager to cause havoc and destroy. The feeling was the same one as Anne from the other world had experienced. Just before her death, the creepy vengeance mist coming out from that person manage to enter the minds of her close people. It embedded in them so well that Anne couldn't do anything against them and died.

"Don't worry," Anne heard from behind, the voice of her dear fiancée was soothing her nerves and anxieties. "Everything will be fine."

Then he moved up from his seat and took the hand of the beauty with short black hair and gray eyes. The young boys and girls that were looking with intensity the scene were gasping with delight when Henry kneeled down to the Princess.

"Your Highness," Rose turned around the corner when she bumped into the body of the red-haired prince. "I am sorry, are you alright?"

She was rubbing her nose as she had hurt it when bumping, however the vision Ilian saw was entirely different. A cute Rose with rosy cheeks and teary eyes, even lips were a bit watery, enticing him completely.

"Don't even think about it, Your Highness."